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For some reason, He Monian's shower took a little longer today.
He even spent more time in the bath than Nanqing did. By the time he came out of the small room, Nanqing had already returned to her room and was preparing to watch a blockbuster movie with Xiao Ba.
He Monian, not seeing Nan Qing after coming out, didn't feel comfortable knocking on her door, so he could only return to his room dejectedly.
He Monian, who had gone to bed early, woke up the next day just as dawn was breaking.
He woke up so early not because he had slept enough, but because he dreamed about his beloved Qingqing!
Although he never considered himself a gentleman, he never expected that he would dream of his beloved Qingqing wearing those clothes for him to see.
She even asked him if it looked good....
He Monian, his face dark, looked down at his somewhat absurd body part and stood up abruptly.
He took a towel from the shelf, draped it over his shoulder, walked to the well, filled a bucket with ice-cold water, and then turned and walked into the small room that also had some stories to tell.
After a quick rinse, He Monian changed his clothes and, taking advantage of the early hour, ran towards the mountains.
It was almost nine o'clock when Nanqing finally woke up.
Nan Qing was wearing a simple and elegant white shirt with a Peter Pan collar and black trousers.
But even in a very simple outfit, she still looks incredibly stylish.
As soon as Nan Qing stepped out of the room, He Monian's voice came from the courtyard.
"Nanqing, go wash up first, I'll bring the hot breakfast to the main room."
Nan Qing looked down at the exquisite Omega watch on her wrist and saw that it was almost 9:30. She nodded to He Monian somewhat embarrassedly.
Sigh, it took me a little while to pick out clothes. The educated youth just arrived yesterday, so Captain Lin said they don't need to do any labor today, they can get used to it first.
But starting tomorrow, the three new educated youth will also have to work to earn work points, so it looks like she'll have to get an alarm clock out.
Nan Qing noticed how late it was and assumed He Monian had already eaten. However, when she saw two sets of bowls and chopsticks on the table, a slight sense of shame about sleeping in late at someone else's house resurfaced.
"Brother He, next time you cook breakfast, just knock on my door and call me. I'll have to go to the assembly early every morning anyway."
"You don't need to wait for me to eat breakfast, just leave me some."
He Monian ladled a bowl full of chicken porridge for Nan Qing and placed it in front of her. Upon hearing Nan Qing's words, he immediately said:
"It's okay, I usually eat late too."
"Try this chicken congee. I hunted a pheasant in the back mountain, and there's still more than half of it hanging in the well. I'll stew it this afternoon and drink it tonight."
Nan Qing leaned forward slightly and noticed that there were indeed quite a few shredded chicken pieces inside. She looked up at He Monian and asked:
"You went hunting pheasants in the back mountain so early this morning?"
After all, there wasn't a single feather in He Monian's house last night.
"Um."
"I was used to waking up early in the army, and I was also used to going for a run in the back mountain in the morning. I happened to come across a pheasant, so I just caught it and brought it back."
He Monian didn't mention at all that he had gone there specifically for this pheasant.
There's nothing around the mountain that Xiangyang Brigade is located on. Even if a mushroom grows today in spring, it will be picked by someone in the afternoon.
But if you go a few miles further into the deep mountains, it is said that there are tigers and wild boars there. So the people of Xiangyang Brigade usually only pick some wild vegetables and fruits around the outer perimeter. Sometimes, if they are lucky, they may encounter a few pheasants or rabbits.
However, He Monian was after the pheasant. In the morning, he would make chicken porridge for Qingqing, which would be perfect and wouldn't be too greasy.
Nan Qing took a small spoon that He Monian had given her and sipped the slightly sweet chicken porridge. She was so happy that her body swayed slightly.
It's so satisfying to be able to drink such fresh and sweet chicken porridge, which is also slightly hot, right after waking up in the morning.
In addition to chicken congee, He Monian also stir-fried two side dishes: green beans and hot and sour shredded potatoes.
Nanqing prefers spicy food, so she especially loves the stir-fried shredded potatoes with hot and sour sauce that are particularly crisp and refreshing.
"Brother He, your cooking skills are amazing! This hot and sour shredded potato is better than what chefs at other restaurants make."
"And this chicken porridge is also soft and sticky."
Although He Monian seemed to be focused on drinking his porridge, he was actually paying attention to Nan Qing's actions. He could tell from seeing that Nan Qing kept picking up the hot and sour shredded potatoes that she preferred spicy food.
Hmm, besides buying meat today, I also need to buy some dried chili peppers.
Hearing what Nan Qing said, He Monian openly turned his gaze to her and said:
"What dishes do you like to eat? Tell me and I'll cook them for you."
"How about we use that pheasant to make spicy chicken instead of soup?"
Meanwhile, upon hearing the words "spicy chicken," Nan Qing's eyes lit up, and her lips immediately curved into a wide smile, revealing a few adorable teeth. She looked at He Monian expectantly with her beautiful eyes and asked:
Spicy chicken?
"Is it really possible?"
"I haven't had spicy chicken in a long time, and I really want to eat it."
Let alone spicy chicken, even if Nan Qing were to stare at him with those eyes right now, he wouldn't utter a single word of refusal, even if he were asked to go and hunt a wild boar right now.
"Okay, then let's make spicy chicken."
"We'll go to the city after we finish eating, and I'll make you spicy chicken when we get back this afternoon."
Nan Qing nodded, picked up a small spoon and ate several mouthfuls of the fragrant and sticky chicken porridge. She had told He Monian yesterday that she was going to Jiangcheng to pick up the package, and they could also buy some other things they needed together.
After dinner, He Monian asked Nan Qing to wait for him at home while he went to the brigade leader's house to borrow a bicycle.
So when He Monian returned, it was almost 10:30. Nan Qing looked at the bicycle in front of her with some curiosity.
She's ridden in many luxury cars and on many bicycles, but she's never tried this old-fashioned bicycle with a crossbar in front.
He Monian sat in the front seat first, steadily maintaining the balance of the bicycle, before letting Nan Qing sit on it.
"Nanqing, the road won't be very smooth later. Remember to hold onto my clothes if you lose your balance."
Sitting in the back, Nan Qing nodded repeatedly. If they didn't leave soon, it would be lunchtime!
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